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As cliché as it might be, there is always light even when we convince ourselves we are surrounded only by black. Balance is a bitch sometimes, for these scales never seem to understand what it is to settle. I am a seesaw of a man, today dipping into the pool of doubt and sorrow. Today, losing a little belief in tomorrow. I am overwhelmed by…
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